Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 27

If time could turn back, Clara would have dragged herself to the Bradfords' place last night, even if she was on her last legs. She took a deep breath and chose to ignore Simon, who was standing in front of her.

Simon felt pretty pleased with himself. Even though he and Clara had known each other for years, Quinn's arrival five years ago had been heart-wrenching. She was like a delicate porcelain doll that everyone automatically gravitated towards. By now, it was second nature for everyone to side with Quinn. They assumed Clara was just being dramatic and would eventually come around.

The drinks were delivered swiftly, and everyone thanked Jade, not realizing Clara had placed the order. Clara couldn't care less about correcting them and instead focused on the documents she was working on.

She had a real estate appointment that afternoon. After unexpectedly receiving a two-million-dollar windfall last night, she figured she didn't need to keep living in her current situation. As soon as the clock struck the end of the workday, she got ready to leave.

But just then, Jade came over with a stack of papers. "Sort these out. I need them in an hour."

Clara frowned as she flipped through a few pages. "Jade, you gave me these on day one. I've already organized all the critical points."

Jade's expression soured. She hadn't expected Clara to have sorted everything so efficiently. She noticed the neatly compiled file and couldn't believe it had been done without assistance. She assumed Simon must have helped Clara; there was no way Clara could have managed it alone. So, she handed over another stack, mostly duplicates of what Clara had already seen.

her surprise, Clara recognized the

Clara quipped, "Or

darkened. "What are you

just stating the facts. The documents I prepared are clear and concise. If there's

and sneered, "You probably had a man's help with those documents.

You're the real independent woman of today. We should

anger, and she was momentarily lost for words. "I'm not like you. I don't chase after men.

a hint of impatience. "I'm not interested in your life story. If there's nothing work-related,

was trembling

condescending attitude were too much. Her confidence came at the expense of belittling another girl. Where was the independence in that? She was just

who treated her with great respect. "Ms. Clara, this is the